This is a song about "Nicky minsk"

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

How beautiful are thou, africa

Ah.. la la la la la la la! la and la la..